Yall know it’s fancy if I’ve got stockings on.
Went to AFWJ (foreign wives’ club) Fall Luncheon today. I can’t remember the last time I had a fancy lunch with a group of grown-ups. Must have been back in the dark ages when I was doing work deemed valuable enough by society to deserve some monetary remuneration. You know, as opposed to what I do now.
HRH very grudgingly agreed to watch his own spawn for a whopping grand total of two hours. He spent a good part of the morning trying to get out of it by convincing me that I was too sick to go. I do have a bit of a hacking, ugly cough, but he didn’t seem to feel I was too sick to make breakfast, do laundry, clean house, etc., I decided to risk it.
The Daddy Team and I went to Sakuragicho together; I saw them all the way to TGI where they had their lunch, then escaped to Ladyland for 2 hours and 15 minutes.
In addition to the stockings, I also had my face on. Yep, these ladies will never be able to recognize me again. I’ve got them fooled!